she dropped glass full of water
a dropp in her left eye
a dropp of blood from her right foot
which got injured
by the broken piece of glass
more blood
more tears
water turning red
leaving stains on the white-marble flooring
soon the flooring was wiped
once again shining like always
eyes got lusterless and dismal
she started packing her baggage
as ordered by the master of that time
then left the huge mansion of dignity
with heavy feet
and a souvenir in her tummy
the little mistress got fired
Aug 12,2009
Dr Kamran Haider Bukhari
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/fired/
